I have written this story "Fifi La Femme-A Pansy at Last" mainly from personal experience as a mature homosexual transvestite who was a gay virgin until my early 40s. I hope that it will appeal both to extreme effeminates and the ultra-masculine men they ache to serve. Now divorced I've been living with my boyfriend Ron for three years as his gay wife and ye...
Chapter Seventeen - Kathleen Has an Orgasm As soon as Anthony came off in her pussy and I came off in her mouth, Kathleen screamed and in orgasm. I felt proud that we finally got her off. She deserved it for all that she did for us. Between Anthony's cock in her pussy, my cock in her mouth, my big toe gently but firmly rubbing her clit, and my fingers pulli...
Hi, My name is Joep, I am 29 year old man and I love eating cum. There is nothing that makes me happier than swallowing a complete stranger's cum. On weekdays I have a minimum wage job. I spend my weekends giving free blow jobs to any man who wants his dick sucked in the bathroom stall of a gay bar. I know the owner and suck him and all of his friends off re...
I love New York. It's not because of the tall buildings that make me look up into the sky like a lost tourist. It's not because of the sexy Jewish boys coming out of the synagogues on Saturdays. It's because when I'm there I can be with my best friend. Irene is my best-est best friend. When we are together, rain or shine, it's like we are kids again. Kids.....
So, since you clicked here, it's entirely likely you're one of the many married guys on Lit who are on the horns of a dilemma: You're straight, but you're really curious about the idea of sucking a big hard cock. Maybe you get turned on by the "pals go camping and get sweaty in the tent" stories. Perhaps the steamy tales about manly blowjobs in the health c...
Outspoken feminist. Proud lesbian. Women's issues author. Staunch liberal. Title IX supporter. Women's rugby coach. Odd are the paths that led me to Allah, my brothers and sisters. My Christian name was Meredith Janet Hawthorne. My friends called me M.J. Recently I changed my name to Fatuma Al-Shabar. Changing my name to fully reflect my Muslim identity. I a...
*A bit different than my other stories, but shares some similarities. Let me know what you think. xx Vi ***** Kelly sat in a parked car in the San Fransisco Airport parking lot waiting for her father, Rod, to emerge from the terminal. Kelly loved her father and was glad he was visiting all the way from England, but she was not looking forward to him spendi...
Boarding the bus had taken a while, since Covid still complicated matters. He was in a hurry to leave town. A tall, dark-skinned man of African descent, looking impatiently at his watch, just another would-be passenger in a crowd. Ronald Temple kept looking behind him, past the portly white dude with the Chinese girlfriend, and past the Sikh gentleman with t...
We met at a different house every time the club met. We might meet only once a month with all the members, but some members would meet in smaller groups more often if they cared too. We were young and old, male and female, beautiful and average, gay and straight, and we all loved masturbating. It had all began slowly, of course. I was the instigator. I love...
It's a curious thing, gay literature. It has, over the years, been the most difficult of books for me to read. Gore Vidal, Tennessee Williams, even Gordon Merrick (remember him?) and scores of other gay or bi writers seem defeated before they started. Excellent as Vidal and Williams and John Rechy can be, there is this terrible undercurrent or not so undercu...